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The Welcoming World Of Hell
Dark crimson flowers surround pillars of black
Gold emblazoned gates hang loosely on rusted hinges
They open to welcome the newly deceased
They will allow you to enter but never leave
A castle stands in the centers watching
Its windows and doors looking like evil incarnate
It waits to swallow anyone who dares comes too close
No warm welcoming light awaits those sent to this place
The promises made during life are of no matter here
There is no ever-lasting paradise waiting for the faithful
All that awaits is the coldness of death and ever-lasting torment
The silence is ripped by sounds of unbearable anguish
Echoing through rock strewn chasms they fall on nothing
Anyone who would have cared long ago gave up on hope
They sit in despair praying for even a moment of hope
Pain and tortures, fire and smoke is the world of Hell
And it welcomes anyone and everyone
Have a cap, a baseball type cap
With the NASA symbol emblazoned
Reminds me of my visit to Cape Canaveral
A symbol of man's dedication
Feels so good wearing this hat
Such a tribute to man's ingenuity
Each day something else blows my mind
The progress, the real continuity
In leaps and bounds we move ahead
It's left my poor mind in the dust
Am really too old to keep abreast anymore
Age makes it difficult to adjust
So from little old me I'm sending this
A tribute to those amazing people
Who've forged this path to the heavens above
To me it all seems so surreal
© Jack Ellison 2013
Babbling brooks
Towering Trees
Whispering winds
Sending a breeze
Fiery reds that hang on branches
Topaz blue water are never-ending
Droplets of dew on the freshly new grass
Forests that glisten
Emblazoned like brass
Stars suspend from the dark sapphire sky
Snowflakes weave patterns
Raindrops that cry
Winds that are howling through the great woods
Seasons are changing, nature that broods
Animals scurrying
Birds chirp a song
Summers are fleeting, winters are long
Wonderful landscapes fill our gaze
What glorious that treasures that nature makes
We are delighted
We are impressed
In its splendor
We are truly blessed
So next time you’re feeling as if life is not worth living
Revel in nature, its richness is giving
It builds us with wonder and heavenly peace
And if enfolds in eternal bliss
I let go the moon, but keep it's mystic glow,
I let go the stars, but keep their pixie dust
I let go the day, but keep it's embraced night
I let go the sky, but keep it's sobbing clouds
I let go the breeze, but keep it's chilling bite
I let go the lake, but keep it's frozen dreams
I then let you go, and I keep your memories
deep in a rosebush guarded by it's thorns.
I let go the ache, but keep it's remnant tears.
ecliptic secrets of few lost emblazoned years
As love turned to forgotten hate and apathy
I let them all go again, but keep irrigating hope
Without you ,mi amor, my heart levitates
I let go being alive... but just keep existing.
You hoped she'd be strong like an agave;
instead, she bruised easily like a rose,
feelings like silken petals carelessly
scattered along paths she finally chose.
Full of daydreams, she was given her room
to search until able to find her roots.
Her step hesitant among other blooms
she followed, unthinkingly, larger shoots.
One day you lost her in morning's cool mist
hidden among thorns and those growing wild.
Was your care not sweet as a lover's kiss?
Or, was another keeping her beguiled?
She was barely herself on many days,
her eyes emblazoned by powerful lust.
Poppy dust became her truest soulmate,
the only bloom she was able to trust.
If the rose was yours to love, not to grieve,
would you allow her now to grow so free?
Or, instead, place a cage around her leaves,
stifling her inner spontaneity?
A thousand painful nights you ask yourself;
the answer possibly you'll never know.
Do You relive memories scene by scene,
until it becomes a bitter tableau?
She needed more days to live and enjoy
the good times that are now left unspoken.
time to grow into a majestic bush
before her stem bent, finally broken.
You thought, as other parents may have done,
all blossoms grow stronger in warm sunlight.
Yet some are withered by the noonday sun;
some perish quietly in a moonless night.
She was a soft and delicate flower
prone to bruises, yet eager to appease.
On a summer's night, she silently left:
a faded blossom on a gentle breeze.
Breathe on Me Sweet Breath of the Spirit
Breathe on me breath of God
Fill me with life anew,
That I may love what Thou dost love,
And do what thou wouldst do. Robert Jackson
Light a sanctuary candle of new fire in me
With your breath call up purifying flames
Ignite dying embers, not consumed, but set free.
Breathe on me sweet breath of the Spirit
Send before my steps fiery desert whirlwinds
Incandescent fireworks in valley darkness
Fan your holy inferno of blazing grace - blessed crosswind.
Breathe on me sweet breath of the Spirit.
In a fireball transform my fears with your divine fire
Burn away impurities leaving only glowing faith
That welcomes all to warm beside my hearth - heart's desire.
Breathe on me sweet breath of the Spirit.
Leave your neon signature emblazoned on my poor heart
Luminous conflagration ever warming - a lantern
For pilgrims seeking your eternal fire to impart.
Breathe on me sweet breath of the Spirit.
8-21-20
My lady of the night, you light my soul with Vampyre passion,
long I have walked alone from the delights of your Vampyre love.
Now, once more, the night lives with your embraces.
Gone now the melancholy song of my nights,
once more the night is alive with sensual promise,
I feel as if my heart and soul are home again,
holding you close, I know once more the joy of a beating heart.
My Kah Vah Teh, my lady of the night, sing now with me our song,
that song which ever joins us in love's sweet bliss.
The promise of our nights shall once again sing,
come into my arms again and may our night hearts sing in majesty,
let the night be alive with our love, I am again your Shadrach Hah ....
..... Sire, as I breathe this thin night air
And hear the songs upon the wind,
I beckon once more for you,
Your fingers upon my face
as your lips caress once more
The lines of silken skin that I hold bare
For you to take your fill .....
..... Come close to me this midnight, dark,
Enfold me in your arms,
so once more we may walk as one,
Into the aeons of immortal love.
I hear the songs of gentle love
and dance with you once more,
Come close to me, my dark desire,
let us dance again to the songs
that only immortal love can sing .....
..... Our harmonies of love sing into the night,
Are we but two silhouettes against the moon
or are we a fire of desire, emblazoned across night's landscape?
We are the desire of all love's passions,
from the core we join in primal passion as our fire grows.
We become an immortal flame,
a sensual dance of the night's longing.
Oh my beloved, what joy sublime,
caressing once more the temple of my lady of the night.
Your kisses fanning the flame of my complete passion,
lifting my desires to a spiritual plain.
In the night's embrace, together,
we are where we belong .....
..... Silver moon to guide us this night
And the essence of your being upon my lips...
My beloved! How complete are we in this moment!
Your pale skin glowing in this glorious night!
Raven dark your eyes as they fall upon me
And at this moment the universe is witness
Of the glory of a life, a love, immortal!
My vampire knight... I will behold you
Into infinity of immortal time and space!
To Be Continued..........
A Collaboration By,
Morgana VientoLameculos.
&
Michael .P. Clarke.
Vampire: Wampyre Love Poetry Series.
A poem based on relationship…”A girl in her own dreams”
wrote by Mrs.Madhavi :)
DREAMS - An Iota of HOPE
“Waked up 7 :00 am in the morning..
saw my beauteous dreams transforming..
ohh yeah..with a drowsiness yawning..
Suddenly I found myself refreshing.
Excitedly Gone near by emblazoned window..
Fearfully Viewed a gloomy shadow..
Suddenly he smiled at me through haze of smoke..
Like a fantastic sizzling coke..
Soothing music on its full swing ..
Like a glittering diamond in the ring..
He ought to give me red rose..
On his bended knees he bows..
He tickled on my pierced nose..
With which I got glaciatedly froze..
Like a tempting dark fantasy chocolate melting in the mouth..
We strongly decided and took a royalistic oath..
He Embraced his hand on my shoulders..
Which Got intact like file and folders…
Like the moon shines in the sparkling night..
Enduringly felt to hug him so tight..
Dazzling Eyes immersed in each other..
Tuned together like a romantic lover..
Every nerve of us conjoined together..
Because the love lasted forever..forever…
Suddenly a glimpse of sun came and shattered all my zestful dreams..
“”Ohhhh.. ohhhh No..Not again. Not again. No more illustrations. No one can dwell my heart like you. Please come back. No more dreams please..””
.
Yep this feeling arised at once and will be still till our last breathe. Lasting forever. Just forever..
We trapped in each other’s heart and now no one dare to break our love-life’s part.. Apart..
Love is the essence of life and it is measured not by the count of breathe we take..but by the moments we share together till our last breathe..
By,
Madhavi
It happens in a moment sometimes,
That change in your life you procure,
May not happen during your prime
That moment you forever savour.
A flash in your mind as a spell
As if the world was crystal clear.
To no one else can you sell
How a notion like this could appear.
For life is a series of moments,
Some good, some bad, equal measure.
As the bad you must not lament,
Embrace good as your personal treasure.
These spellbinding moments are few
To cherish, remember, embrace,
The ones where your confidence grew
Emblazoned all over your face.
It might be that life changing career
Some will say it was just down to fate!
Whatever the thought that did steer
Matters not, you did not hesitate.
• influenced by the line ‘it happens in a moment sometimes’ in the film Spellbound staring Gregory Peck.
Chaste and more graceful
Than the white canvassed Dhow:
Reclines sweet Nefertiti
Upon a Blue Nile breeze.
Fabled entity more whiter
Than the purest white snow
That thickly blankets
And folds over the wide Pyrenees.
Dipped is thy beak
Into a harvesters August sunset;
A Bohun proper,
Gorged and chained with a crown;
Tipped Argent quills
Thus scrawl across royal warrants:
Plodding, punctilious creature -
Of high born renown!
Proudly thy trumpet Lancastrian ascension,
Emblazoned on a Heraldic shield;
Pomp and indignation
Paddling alongside contemptuous scorn;
Sinuous neck of Serpentine undulations
Tensioned as if a Longbow -
On whose plaited strings
The sturdy Yeomans Bodkins were drawn!
And did Columbines mask
Ever hold such indignant eyes
For whose feathered heart
The diligent cob did attend?
His sedulous efforts
To court within impassioned grunts
When intertwining throats
Do abouts and lovingly wend.
O, Cygnus olor!
En monde bosse - glittering Dunstable jewel;
Pen and immortal verse
Chart beside heavens gilded streams.
For under old mariners discarded stars
And above silvered byways:
Whoop the beat of dusted wings
Inside slumbering clouds wandering dreams.